Sunday, April 8, 2012

Nepenthe Spring

In breezes thick with the sweetness
of pollen-incense, all is forgiven.
The chills of winter offenses
are no longer brought to mind
in a land richly fragranced
with such tokens of vitality.
The nepenthe nectar rising
into these rigid tree-bones
returns fresh and vibrant vigour
to a divested and stricken world,
long lain as if in a frigid tomb.
This golden wine of Spring
brings abundant solace
as every frozen recollection
melts swiftly away!

About the author

I am a husband and father living in Louisville, Kentucky. Inspiration for my writing includes: the beauty of nature, the human condition, moral philosophy, life and love, all things innocent and wholesome, and my own Catholic spirituality.
I plan on posting an original poem or vignette every few days.
Feel free to critique or comment on any of the works that I have posted, whether old or new.